writer’s block

  • Blank Space

      I spend a lot of my life looking at blank space these days.  The empty bed where my dad slept the last few days when he visited.  The gap left in my rear molar when the rest of it decided to suddenly crunch its way out of my face.  The empty lot where a

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  • Undone

    I keep doing this thing where I write six paragraphs of text and then I get stuck.  I just can’t seem to finish anything.  It is an incredibly annoying challenge to be faced with.  I rather hate it.

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